[ Frozen and shivering in place, a distant part of him marvels that Jayce is still moving. Always forward, always progressing. He chokes on a sob and can't figure out what had caused it.
Jayce moves away, and Viktor wonders if they should head back to the house. It's late, and the flashes have tired him out more than anything else that's happened today. So much has happened, and Viktor can hardly believe that they had kissed for the first time that afternoon. Maybe that was what had caused everything to progress so exponentially, or realizing they had been sharing memories, or all of it snowballing around the fact that Viktor may be in love with Jayce.
It shocks him into stillness, and then the warm weight of Jayce's head rests in his lap, and Viktor is stunned into silence. He doesn't know what exactly Jayce had seen—remembered?—but he shouldn't want to be this close to Viktor right now.
Why do you persist?
He needs to focus on something else, and he wants it to be this Jayce and this Viktor flirting. The game of questions and kisses is forgotten, replaced by Viktor pushing Jayce's hair back from his eyes and gently thumbing away the tears clinging to his thick eyelashes. ]
Yes. And we'll need to document shared episodes of deja vu. [ A beat. ] But would it be selfish to start tomorrow?
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Jayce moves away, and Viktor wonders if they should head back to the house. It's late, and the flashes have tired him out more than anything else that's happened today. So much has happened, and Viktor can hardly believe that they had kissed for the first time that afternoon. Maybe that was what had caused everything to progress so exponentially, or realizing they had been sharing memories, or all of it snowballing around the fact that Viktor may be in love with Jayce.
It shocks him into stillness, and then the warm weight of Jayce's head rests in his lap, and Viktor is stunned into silence. He doesn't know what exactly Jayce had seen—remembered?—but he shouldn't want to be this close to Viktor right now.
Why do you persist?
He needs to focus on something else, and he wants it to be this Jayce and this Viktor flirting. The game of questions and kisses is forgotten, replaced by Viktor pushing Jayce's hair back from his eyes and gently thumbing away the tears clinging to his thick eyelashes. ]
Yes. And we'll need to document shared episodes of deja vu. [ A beat. ] But would it be selfish to start tomorrow?